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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #30 on: June 09, 2015, 03:12:54 PM »
'I prefer the cute bubbles one' said Scarlet, judging them against his shirt. 'And you're right, I belive wasting time on balls is silly. We have work to do!'

'Chill out, Scarlet, and enjoy. Here's a bow for your hair'

The bow was thrown to the rabbits in less than a second, and was safely being chewed while the carriage progressed into the palace.
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #31 on: June 09, 2015, 04:49:00 PM »
"Bubbles it is," he agreed as they finally hit cobblestones. The great magical latticework was in view now. "You sure you don't want to relax for just a little bit? A little soirée might be fun."

She glared at him then returned back to the carriage window. "No. I'll dance till the sun goes down when Atku's dead."
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #32 on: June 10, 2015, 07:57:54 AM »
And the carriage drove up the boulevard where they got a first good look at the castle.
Tall spires vomited magic in the air occasionally. Great arches depicted ancient battles and many lights covered the night sky.
"Talk about light pollution." Said Chill.
Many bunnies flocked in the streets to watch the strange newcomers being brought in. Others were too entranced in their dubstep music.

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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #33 on: June 10, 2015, 08:06:49 AM »
A man in a large overcoat came up to the carriage. "Science fiction novels for the gentlemen? Go on an exciting voyage to the stars and far off planets?"
"Ummm, not right now," muttered JayMack.
"What's that about?" asked the Doc to Scarlet.
"Elfy hates science fiction novels. None are allowed in his library, and now a black market in science fiction novels have appeared on the streets."
"What does he like then?" asked JayMack.
"Urban fantasy," replied Scarlet. "Has the world's biggest collection. Just don't call it paranormal romance however many leather clad women or men adorn the covers. He will smite you!"
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #34 on: June 10, 2015, 09:07:11 AM »
Arcane overheard the conversation and wondered.
A powerful person as Elfy might have hidden his own tomes of summoning in his porn stash   paranormal romance   urban fantasy. That might be interesting to check out...

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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #35 on: June 10, 2015, 10:56:19 AM »
Just then gully dwarves approached jaymack attracted by the smell of his clothes

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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #36 on: June 10, 2015, 11:02:17 AM »
A tall Wizard, wearing a long black duster, bowed to the group as they approached the open doors leading to the ballroom.

"Greetings friends of Elfy, I am The Winter Knight, may I escort you to Elfy and His Lady?"  he said, looking them over carefully. He had no time to say anything further because Oggy smothered him in a red hot embrace and ruffled his hair.

"I'll not  have you been ensnared by Mab, Harry, m' darlin' boy, I've brought your favourite doughnuts with white frosting and sprinkles, made by my own hands, and they'll free you from silly Winter spelling, I'll e-mail Olaf to come and sort that Mab out."

So saying she thrust a huge bag of doughnuts into his hands, and went on talking before he could open his mouth. "Now you start eating and get rid of that nasty thrall thing. These are my friends who need all the help and clever spells you can give us to find and defeat The Wicked Goat God Atku who is gobbling up all the LikeInTheWorld and other nefarious deeds."

She introduced the crew, including HENRY, to Harry and they began to explain their Mighty Quest. Suddenly, (because that is always how this cat does things) The Cat  re-appeared, rather like his cousin from Cheshire, and was muttering in the ear of  Harry's Grumpy Cat, called Mister.

Oggy and Smug had noticed many old friends in the Ballroom and taking Scarlet with them they paid their respects to the Six Queens of Faery (although Oggy paid severe disrespects to Mab because she was very annoyed about Harry's thrall) and went off mingle magnficently.

A huge Irish Wolfhound came bounding over and jumped up to give a high-five to Smug and leapt around them, muscles rippling on his massive brawny legs.

"Good to see you, Fiery Fellow, when did you grow bigger than me? Have you seen any French poodles around Melbun? Does Kassin know where they live? Mind I have to be careful now because I have a girlfriend, but a 'quick chat wouldn't do any harm, where's Oggy, has she brought sausages, she always has sausages for me and makes them out of old aged beef and bronto liver....."

Oggy laughed and hugged him. "Oberon, you talk almost as much as I do, of course I've brought you sausages, but first please can you find Atticus, Granuille and Owen, I think my friends need three Earth Druids to help them move through the Never-Never."

Sitting by the gleaming fountains were three special goddesses - laughing and all-embracing Mama Thames, spunky, powerful Beverley Brook and elegant, sophisticated, deadly Lady Ty. Oggy and Lady Ty had known each other for centuries and were soon gossiping about the Kardasshamoms and when Lord Charlemagne might drop by.

Mama Thames and Beverley were enchanted with Scarlet and asked how on earth she had managed with all those smelly men on the pirate ship not to mention racoons, when a cry came up from the crowd in the ballrooms-

"Look here come the Vampire Courts - Red, White and Black!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
« Last Edit: June 10, 2015, 01:11:16 PM by Lady_Ty »
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #37 on: June 10, 2015, 11:29:20 AM »
The dwarfs, who hated when someone called em dorfs, had cornered Jaymack and Henry. Apparently Jaymack owed them money while Henry had pulled a con trick on them. Jaymack raised his hands in innocence. "I need more time guys. We'll get loads of treasure. I promise I'll pay you back. Every last one of you dorfs."
As stated before, that was something he shouldn't have said to a bunch of respectable dwarfs and things escalated into a brawl.
Jaymack jumped on a dwarf head, knocking him out. (As many people who play games can attest, jumping on ones enemy head is very lethal.) Henry knifed one between the ribs.
"Look out, guys, here come the vampire courts!" Hissed a dwarf and all involved parties resorted to innocent bloody smiles that missed several teeth, stopping bloody wounds from leaking and trying not to look to much in dying pain.

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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #38 on: June 10, 2015, 01:25:26 PM »
Sorry I've been not very active on this RPG. Been fairly distracted lately and didn't really see any good spots I wanted to interfere. To make up for it, I'm going to spend this entire post accusing another member's character of very suspicious things. (Sorry Ty, but this twist fit far too well for me to turn down....)


A few minutes earlier, while the group had been distracted by the influx of new acquantances and locations, few had noticed Arcane deliberately dip behind. Or maybe they were just mistaking AR Cane for him. It was very confusing. But despite the joy and frivolities, Arcane had a very serious face.

"So what's wrong?" He asked his familiar.

"How do you know there's something wrong?" Alter asked.

"Because you haven't yet cracked a single joke about that..." Arcane cleared his throat, blushing. "...Brokeback moment. That can only mean something serious has gotten your attention."

"Oh believe me, I'm saving up for that." Alter smirked. But his expression too turned serious. "But you're right. There's something I really don't like about this.

"Is it the general destruction of the boundaries between real-life and fiction? Because that's been slightly bothering me." Arcane scowled and looked around. "Obviously, being a summoner, I'm not unused to breaking that wall, but this is on a whole other level."

"No, this is all fine." Alter said. "It usually happens when you get together too many plot bunnies. If anything, we should feel especially secure. Basic Storytelling means you should be especially safe from anything fatal or too dehabilitating."

Arcane blinked. "Explain."

"In narrative terms, even if you're not the main protagonist, you're still a fairly mysterious side character who has yet to reveal his secrets and abilities, most specifically me, to the main group." Alter explained. "They can't kill you off right now otherwise it would be a massive anti-climax and leave too many threads unanswered."

Arcane frowned. "I think I may still be under the effect of those bunnies because that made far more sense than it had any right to." He paused. "But if that's not what you're worried about, then what is?"

Alter's eyes followed Oggy around the room as she chatted and socialised with all the guests. "I've just re-evaluated who I think the most dangerous person in this group is."

"Oggy? Really?" Arcane gave him an odd look. "She seems like a harmless, friendly cook. And she makes the most fantastic meals. How can anyone like that be so dangerous you'd refrain from teasing me?"

"Look at her." Alter said. "Look at the way everyone reacts to her. These are all fictional characters, conjured by an excess of reality-warping bunnies, yet they all speak to her like old friends. Everyone seems to like her right off the bat. Even you. And you hate everyone."

"I don't hate everyone." Arcane scowled. "I just have very high standards."

"Yet you're freely throwing around compliments about her." Alter pointed out. "You rarely even do that to people you genuinely respect."

Arcane opened his mouth to protest. Then he realised his familiar kinda had a point and shut it again.

"It's not just you who's been affected." Alter said. "When we first met, I described her as harmless, despite noting that she was centuries older than anyone else in the room. That alone should've caught my attention. Then she revealed she could see me in my spirit form, something that should be impossible for anyone without some seriously impressive magic. When she revealed that, my first thought should've been to make plans to assassinate her and protect our secret. Yet the thought never even crossed my mind until a few minutes ago. Even now it's hard to consider doing it."

Arcane's attention was now completely caught by this revelation. "So what is she?"

"I don't know and I don't like not knowing." Alter set his teeth. "But if her powers can successfully affect a Servant-class familiar while he's in spirit mode, then she's dangerous. Personally, I'd advice you summon the Lighthouse and get us as far away from here as you can."

"But I need to see if Elfy has any summoning scrolls." Arcane pointed out. "And considering how thin reality seems to be here, it seems very likely there's at least one stuffed somewhere. It's possible there may even be another Servant-class summoning scroll."

"That's just my advice. Take it or leave it. Either way, I'd keep an eye on her."

"Duly noted." Arcane sighed. "But I don't think-"

"Oh, by the way, we have several hundred vampires incoming. Red, Black and White Court. You may want to be careful around the latter. They're basically succubi, so watch yourself if any beautiful women start turning your head." The familiar grinned. "Or men."

Arcane started rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"I think I hate this place."



Unbeknownst to Arcane and Alter, the two were being watched. Mab, the Winter Lady, Queen of Air and Darkness, fresh off her recent scolding by Oggy, watched the summoner rubbing his nose and smiled slightly. It was not a nice smile.

"How very intriguing..."
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #39 on: June 10, 2015, 01:40:19 PM »
Unbeknownst to Arcane and Alter, Oggy, Allomantic Fairy Godmother swallowed megagigantium  giving her power over the whole world especially Arcane and Alter of self  protection and checked that brass filings for soothing were in all the salt and pepper pots.
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #40 on: June 10, 2015, 05:25:58 PM »
Meanwhile, Doc and Scarlet stood to the side sipping on their crystalline glasses. Chill laughed at another one of the wizard's jokes, but tipped his cup at the next thing to catch his attention. "Hey. Ever think you'd see Cap like that?"

He was circled by some fine lads and lasses, all decked out in the hottest fashion. Flamingo feathers this week, it appeared. But what caught Doc's eye was not the old pirates mingling or good cheer, but, "I guess wine is alcohol. Besides, he's having a good time. If the room was any darker, you might could mistake him for a decent fellow."

"Decent kitchen scullion, perhaps," Doc mumbled and took another swig. He continued watching the crowds: Oggy chatting up the fellow guests, three lively goddesses in particular and a great hound, too. Jaymack and Henry scuffling in the corner with some dwarves, obviously losing. Waka and that beast Kassin were nowhere to be found. But none of it was strange. Still, something felt off.

AR walked up, cane tapping on the polished marble soon after. He walked up beside the duo and asked, "How's it going?"

"Fine," Scarlet passed back, now in a foul mood again.

AR scratched the back of his head and muttered, "Uh, nice tie by the way."

"Nice save, preacher" Doc said and gave the priest a glass of champagne. However, he shook his head. "C'mon, it's almost communion." Chill winked but AR was adamant. He could only sin three times a day, and the other Arcane had taken all his coupons.

To lighten the mood some more, a girl dressed in a trench coat flitted over and opened up one side. AR averted his eyes. "Hey, psst. Anybody want some sci-fi?" she wondered in a low voice. "Got some premium Isaac Asimov. Collector's Edition. Just waiting to be snatched up."

AR waved his hands. "No thanks. I only read from the Great Paolini."

She nodded her head. "Ah, you're one of those guys." She closed her coat and went her merry way. The three kept watch on the crowds some more, finding nothing interesting of the sort.

"Any idea where Elfy might be keeping your book?" Doc's eyes were still on the three glowing women Oggy was hanging with. They seemed unnatural, like that Winter Knight fellow that had greeted them at the door. He would have to follow up on the feeling.

But Scarlet broke him from his mullings. "I think he'll have it tucked away in his Archives. But that's locked in the farthest corners of his library. No way we could break in there easily." She flashed a smile for the first time all night. "Wanna head there?"

"Turn down a pretty girl who wants to sneak off? How could I?" Doc downed the last of his drink and drug AR along. Oggy could waffle off some story as to their disappearance. Besides, Elfy would be in here and not notice a thing had been touched by the time they returned.

Suddenly though, before they could exit through a side door, a trumpet blared from the front of the hall. "Hear ye, hear ye. Here comes the Vampire Court! All Red, White, and Black!"

Which meant it was time for Lord Charlemagne to make his debut.
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #41 on: June 10, 2015, 06:06:24 PM »
The captain had persuaded one young lady to take him into the library. "Wow, he certainly has a lot of books with leather clad young ladies on the front covers," muttered the Captain.
"Oh capitane, we are not here to read," the young lady moaned.
"Just a minute," the captain replied as he perused the shelves.  He found some leather bound first editions of the Gentleman Bastards series he purloined. One appeared to have some dusty pages hidden inside the cover. "Now where were we?"  The young lady giggled and the captain smiled back. Who said espionage was all work and no play?
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #42 on: June 10, 2015, 07:14:14 PM »
But playing was no fun for the captain, for as soon as his lips touched those of the young lady, he felt a wave of enfeeblement passing through his body. Nearly powerless Cap fell to his knees, prying his lips free, gasping, "You are of the White Court? Of the House Raith?"
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #43 on: June 10, 2015, 07:36:02 PM »
But playing was no fun for the captain, for as soon as his lips touched those of the young lady, he felt a wave of enfeeblement passing through his body. Nearly powerless Cap fell to his knees, prying his lips free, gasping, "You are of the White Court? Of the House Raith?"

"The House of PAIN!" screamed the Captain in defiance.
"Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up, punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up," he sang in a defiant voice.  By this point the comely wench was joining in.
"Get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feelin' jump across the ceilin'
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talkin' junk
Yo, I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks home"
The two burst out in the hall, and carried on singing,

"Feel it, funk it, amps it are junkin'
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunkin'
Donuts shop, sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around"

All the room joined in on the chorus,

"Jump around, jump up and get down
Jump around, jump around
Jump up and get down
Jump up, jump up and get down

Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump!"

The ball now had over a hundred guests jumping up and down in wild abandonment, with smiles on their faces.
"Great distraction!" the Doc whispered, and pulled Scarlet after him into the library the captain and his noble lady had just vacated. 
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Re: RPG 2015: United At Last
« Reply #44 on: June 10, 2015, 10:13:28 PM »
Charlie was break dancing. The whole crowd was in a roar. The Vampire Court stood on the outskirts sipping their decaf blood drinks.

"I'm not sure what's happening," one said to the other.

"Crazy kids. Back in my day..."
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